Lately, I've been having these weird dreams. For months on end, always the same.
The school I go to is burning, and most of us have evacuated. Then the news comes: there are still students inside.
Every time, I fight off everyone trying to restrain me and run inside.
I always manage to save almost everyone.
But sometimes there's a person. He doesn't have a face, he's just there. But I know it's a he.
This boy is in another room, and sometimes we both get out.
Other times, I check the room he's always in, and I realize he's not there. And I die.
But the bad ones, the only ones that I hate, are the ones where I don't check the room, because last time I did, I died. These are the dreams he dies in.
So yeah. I wonder what that means.
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Emotional abuse is still abuse
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